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INTERPRÉTATION
Cam’ron
Cam’ron
Chant
Mo Money
Mo Money
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alan Maman
Alan Maman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Production
Eric Butler
Eric Butler
Ingénierie de mixage
Serge Tsai
Serge Tsai
Ingénierie de mixage
Tony Dawson
Tony Dawson
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Killa, killa, killa, DipSet bitch DipSet bitch, DipSet bitch Damn Them niggaz pumpin' dimes, trunk pumpin' mine I really make cake, you could call me Duncan Hines Had a drunken mind, club wobbled out Next stop, start trouble inside the waffle house Mm, click the nine, yup, skip the line Looked at home boy yo, your bitch is mine Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine Had a big gat, click, clack, hit recline Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame See you big money, I'll turn 'em to chump change Let my muscles show, 'cause I'm like Russell Crowe Beautiful mind, took his bitch, hustle hoe That was her boo, yes sir true But I collect the chicken, call me Purdue His ex wife, a new sex life But check it, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' Damn They all comical, killa killa phenomenal Honored the honesty mommy illage villa I promise you I come once a year, I'm like the carnival They all talk about me, call him Donahue It's the don in you, nope it's the Kris in me The '06 Ricky D, less glitter b Yes sicily ricery, don't mean shit to me Get with me physically, mentally, literally My henchmen, they lynch men They apply the appliances the wrench men That's sense ten, I've been attendin' Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence But it was said right, I was dead nice And I'm dead wrong, but you'll die dead right This red ice, chicken wings red rice But baby girl, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' Damn Y'all niggaz know the deal, pop the golden seal Candy apple rain drops, Soul For Real No singer b, sling Heavy D Ready rock, killa cop, steady b Stay steady please, say I bet he squeeze I ain't on it tonight, I need head for sheez I don't care if your Japanese, Lebanese Chinese, Siamese, just be from the seven seas I was wrapin' a L, I got trapped in a smell Perfume, bag, hat, all matchin' Chenelle Oh, you a baler boo, how tall are you 5'6" 150, I need all of you She had a candy chocha, como te llamo Josa Let's meet her family, let me hit, Sammy Sosa I know you first class, I'm a jet flight No take off, first get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' Damn Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' Damn
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Camron Giles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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